A long coat fell over Zimo's shoulders. He turned back sharply, and saw it's Ehuang.
"Let's go", Gu Yuxuan said and the three of them walked down into an underground building.
The inside of this place was thick with smoke. From the entrance there were gambling tables everywhere. The cigarettes in the people's mouths made clouds escape through their noses.
Further down, there was a ring where two men were fighting in a bloody match. People on the side were cheering them on while others were throwing shade. Money flew everywhere, the betting was still ongoing.
Gu Yuxuan, Zimo and Ehuang went to sit down at a table in the corner. A board with chips was placed on their table by a waiter.
The stench of different drugs being smoked burned their lungs, but they played it cool. Keeping a low profile and pretended to be regular customers, but watched closely at every movement.
From sniffing to injecting, the people were clearly addicted.
